Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 39

Everyone thought Chloe was just making a last-ditch effort to avoid embarrassment. It was obvious she was at her limit.

Getting the ball in the hole in four strokes on a golf course was considered pro-level. Three strokes was called a birdie and was already impressive. Two strokes, known as an eagle, was the mark of top athletes. A hole-in-one? That was rarer than winning the lottery—practically impossible.

Chloe stood at the tee, lifted her golf club high, and swung with all her might. The ball soared through the air, tracing a high arc straight towards the green.

Everyone rushed to the green. Devon was the first to get there. When he saw no ball on the green, he searched in disbelief before it dawned on him to check the hole. Sure enough, he found Chloe’s golf ball nestled inside.

Devon froze for a half-second, then excitedly raised the ball, shouting, “A hole-in-one! Ms. Chloe got a hole-in-one!” He looked even happier than if he’d made the shot himself.

Everyone was stunned. This seemingly delicate Ms. Chloe had scored a hole-in-one. For professional players, it was something that might've happened once in 20,000 shots. It required absolute skill and a hefty dose of luck.

spread quickly across the entire course. More and more people came to see her since a hole-in-one was a

giving generous tips to the caddies and staff. Chloe seemed well-prepared and had

“Ms. Chloe came prepared.”

like her three-stroke play was just

Connor, you’ve got to admit, Ms. Chloe really had

it really be her

ready in advance if she wasn’t

at Connor. “Mr. Connor,

replied coolly, “I only said we’d talk if you won. I

intimate moments when he would promise it was the last time, but then, while holding her in the shower, he’d cheekily claim he never said that. As these thoughts flickered through her mind, her cheeks involuntarily flushed. Those around her thought

not very gentlemanly, picking on a young lady